That night, the sewing machine repairman was busy until after two o'clock, and finally replaced the suitable needle. After changing it, he was finally able to continue production.
Early in the morning, several workers wanted to resign, blocking the door of the office and making a fuss.
The secretary stopped at the door and advised: "Everyone, calm down, you are all old people in the factory. We have been in the factory for so many years, and we have such a good relationship with each other."
"It's one thing to have a good relationship! But if Miss Xue is messing around like this, will she let us make money?"
"That's right! I've never seen such crazy fabric before! How can we make it? Can it be made into clothes? Who will buy it?!"
"I want to resign! Where are boss Xue and the others? I want to see them! We can't do this now. Is this going to cut off our livelihood? We have been working here for more than ten years!"
"We are looking for Lao Xue! Whatever new things Miss Xue wants to come up with, she can do it herself! We only make old clothes! We don't know how to do this! If we don't change, then we will resign collectively!"
The secretary smiled bitterly: "Boss Xue and his wife have gone on a trip and retired. Miss Xue is now in charge of both factories, and Mr. Xue Heng is still in charge of the branch factory."
"Retired?! Then don't care about anything? It's better for them to retire when they get old and leave us alone! Do they know that the factory is being messed up by their daughter? What kind of stuff are they doing!"
"What good things can foreigners do? They are all lies! I heard these are from foreign countries!"
"I hate gringo stuff just thinking about it!"
The secretary held her fists and begged: "You guys, please calm down first, okay? Miss Xue has been busy for a few days, and she didn't go to bed until after three o'clock last night. When she wakes up, can you come over again?"
"We want her to give an explanation!"
"That's right! If we continue to do this, we will quit our job!"
Xue Ling was woken up inside, and while putting on her sweater and coat, she listened briefly.
She poured some warm water to wash her face, then wiped it vigorously, tied her hair into a ponytail, and walked out quickly.
As soon as she came out, everyone else was stunned and became quiet at the same time.
Xue Ling was very calm and waved: "You guys want to resign, right? OK, come in."
Several old workers were stunned, then walked in with dark faces.
Xue Ling said: "Please take a seat."
The secretary looked stern and closed the door.
Xue Ling said to the secretary: "Go and check the workers' salary ledger to see if any of them have any remaining salary balances. If so, settle them all."
"No." The secretary shook his head: "When work was suspended before, everything was settled. If it was a long-term job, wages would be settled at the beginning of the month. If it was a shutdown, everything would usually be settled and workers would not be owed any wages."
"Yeah." Xue Ling ordered again: "Then you go and calculate how many pants they have made in the past few days and how much they cost per pair. Calculate it all."
The secretary rolled his eyes and nodded in agreement.
Seeing that Xue Ling had no intention of leaving them alone, several workers secretly felt anxious. After looking at each other, they spoke one after another.
"Miss Xue, we really can't do the fabric you changed!"
"It's so difficult! Even the needle is broken!"
"We can only make the old high-quality fabrics and cotton. Now the improved cotton is soft and beautiful. Why do we make such rough stuff?"
Xue Ling smiled slightly: "If you really can't adapt, then I won't force you. I tell you the truth, in the next few years, we will all get jeans."
"What?! How many years?! Who will buy this thing?"
"We are all old employees in the factory! Your father and your mother have always been very easy to talk to!"
Xue Ling shook his head: "I may not be good enough to speak, but I am telling the truth. You work and I pay you. We have a legal and equal employer-employee relationship. If you can't adapt to the new job and want to resign, then I will."
Agree one by one. If you can't do it, I will force you to stay, which will also make it difficult for you."
The workers were all anxious and asked: "Is there nothing else to do in the future? Do you all do this?"
"Yes, this will be the case for the next few years." Xue Ling replied.
The workers couldn't help but ask: "How is it possible? This probably won't be sold in a quarter!"
"Wrong." Xue Ling said: "This one will be very popular, and we will only produce this one in the next few years. In less than a few months, the market will be very good, and I guess we will have to work in three shifts day and night."
The workers were suspicious.
Xue Ling smiled and said: "You are all experienced old workers. If you can adapt to the new gadgets, then I welcome you to continue to contribute to the factory. If it is not possible, then I will not force you."
Two workers stood up and whispered: "...it's already the end of the year, and it's hard to find a job. Let's work until the end of the year."
"Yes, let's wait until after the New Year."
When the others saw someone wavering, they quickly backed down.
"I've been working here for so many years, and I don't know where to go if I leave temporarily. I'll work until the end of the year and then make plans."
In the end, only two were determined to resign.
Xue Ling raised her voice: "If you stay, work hard and complain less. If there are more orders, I will pay everyone for their work and I will never break my promise!"
The secretary settled the two workers' wages for the past few days and asked them to sign to receive the money.
After the two took the money, they muttered angrily: "If the factory does this, it will be gone all of a sudden..."
"The old ones have retired, but the young ones are not good enough, and they will be finished sooner or later!"
When the secretary heard this, he got angry and loudly said: "Go pack your things and get out! You said bad things behind your back! That's too much! Even though Miss Xue is so young, she makes more money than the old boss Xue! Do you recognize Ronghua Mall?"
Everything there belongs to Miss Xue!"
The two workers were startled and could not say anything else, so they quickly returned to the dormitory to pack their things and leave.
Xue Ling was not surprised at all, and told his secretary: "Any new thing needs time to be recognized and accepted by others. It doesn't matter. If someone wants to resign, don't persuade them, just agree one by one. When the workers leave, we will recruit new workers.
that is."
"No." The secretary whispered: "We have been working here for so many years, and many of them are old employees. Besides, it is difficult to find a job at the end of the year. There are only more than a month left before the Chinese New Year. Not so many people dare to resign.
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Xue Ling smiled softly and said: "I am quite lucky at the end of the year when it is not easy to resign willfully."
The secretary laughed when she saw her. Knowing that she was in a good mood, she was secretly relieved.
Anyway, she is just getting paid. She can do whatever the boss decides. She just obeys his orders. There is no need to persuade or stop anything, and there is no guarantee that it will be a big hit.
A few days later, Xue's father and Xue's mother took little Yangyang back to the imperial capital.
Cheng Tianyuan drove to pick them up and take them home.
Liu Ying and Cheng Muhai were preparing a big meal at home, planning to have hot pot together tonight and have a good time.
Xue's father and mother bought a lot of local specialties when they came back. There was food and drink available. Each of them had a portion, and even Little Tietou had a portion.
Zheng Sanyuan was very greedy, holding two boxes of Pu'er tea and laughing: "I like the taste of this tea! Do you have any more? Two more dollars."
Ranran said loudly: "Where are the toys? Grandpa and grandma, where are my big toys?"
After everyone distributed the gifts, they gathered around and asked questions.
"Little Yangyang is black! She seems to be high too!"
"Mrs. Xue's complexion is better, and her eyebrows are more energetic!"
After a while of fussing around, Xue's father and mother finally had time to sit down, each holding a little grandson in their arms, and started to laugh happily.